I have returned. Exams are done. Didn't do well on the last one at all. It's just another class I have to replace so I'm probably going to do another class this coming summer (at the end of the year). I'm not happy about it at all but something I did learn is that I can't skip my tutorials. I might think I know everything that's math-related, but apparently I do not. I didn't take the time to review what I've done over 10 years ago. I guess that's fine though. Next semester I will do a lot better, I'm sure. That's because I am going to go to these tutorials, lectures and labs like I'm supposed to. I should have done that in the first place. I think I went to one tutorial in that class. I failed my first unit test miserably with a 30% and the final exam was probably worse than that. Needless to say, I won't be retaking it again. I was taking it as an elective because I thought that it would be easy due to my background in mathematics. WRONG!
This weekend is cold. My back is killing me too. The week that I studied, I was carrying around a backpack full of books and a laptop that weights probably as much as three MacBooks plus a power supply that weighs as much as a brick. Not pleasant and I'm paying for it now. I've had to cancel most of my plans as far as work and extra money goes. Lord knows I need the extra cash. I'm so sick of being poor. I feel like at my age, I should have accumulated at least some wealth and assets.
Ah yes, and there is a mouse or two running around my house so I need to go to the hardware store and find a way to get rid of them. Hate those buggers. I get kind of tired of hearing my housemate scream every time he sees one and I'm kind of tired of having an ex (who owns the house) not doing a damned thing about it. He doesn't help me at all with ANYTHING that deals with this house. There are so many problems here but he doesn't worry about it because all he's worried about is cash flow. He's the owner of this house when it comes to paying the rent but when repairs need to be made from previously existing problems that he's ignored, it's my problem. I'm pretty much throwing money into a fire, it seems with him squandering it away on under-performing shares and business ideas that never amount to much. Basically, I have to be the one to call the exterminator (for again, a pre-existing problem that was never fixed because he never takes care of anything that he owns).
OK, I'm going on a tirade there - something I shouldn't be doing. I feel incredibly bitchy.